"Wow~~ Fan, you are actually a wrist wrestler. I guess some people's honors are blown out, or obtained by some dishonorable means. J fanned the flames on the side.

Fan Mang can win by breaking his wrists, then he must be okay, when he was in the apartment, he didn't play with Fan Mang, and he didn't lose once!

The other soldiers all looked at Zeko with disdain, your level, it's really embarrassing for us, it is estimated that the graduates of that West Point Military Academy are not good!

"Captain Malfoy, from the Navy SEALs. Boy, don't think that you can be proud if you win a parallel import, let me show you what power is. ”

Malfoy put his hand on the table, he was going to get this kid in a second, and let the interviewer Z see that he was the best of the best!

Fan Mang showed a shy smile: "Okay, I'll wait and see." ”

As Z spoke, the muscles in Malfoy's arm bulged instantly, and a second later, the competition was over, but the back of his hand touched the table.

"Uh~~ Are you here to be funny? I thought it was a lot of strength, but it was less than half a second, right? J continued to taunt beside him, he had long seen the unhappiness of these soldiers, and his nostrils were skyrocketing, who did he look down on!

"Is there anyone else who is not convinced?" Fan Mang glanced at the others.

"I'm coming, Captain Gordon, special sniper." Gordon usually exercises a lot of arm strength, after all, the recoil of a sniper rifle is a lot. An ordinary person shoots a shot, and the shoulder bone can be broken if he is not careful.

After a second, Fan Mang yawned: "It's too slow, you two come on, I'll do it with both my left and right hands, don't waste time." ”

J stood behind Fan Mang and pinched Fan Mang's shoulder: "Yes, who of you are not convinced?" Together, my brother will show you what power is. ”

J repeated Malfoy's words, but his expression was very flattened.

Naturally, it is impossible for others to admit it, and some people even think that Fan Mang may just break out like this, and he will always be tired if he competes with a few more people, right?

But the rest of the people are all on it, and all of them are defeated in a second, and some may even be less than a second.

"J, it's your turn." Fan Mang looked at J and said.

"Me? I'll forget it. Besides, I'm just here with you for an interview, and it's not like I'm looking for a job. J sneered. Seeing that those muscular men were losing, he didn't think he could win.

Maybe when he competed in the apartment before, Fan didn't take it seriously? It can't be that Fan's strength has skyrocketed in such a short period of time, right?

"Soft, you don't even have the courage to compete!" Someone couldn't help but be disdainful, if it weren't for the chatter on the side, he felt that he might not have lost.

"We are brothers, we have tried many times, do you know that we win or lose?" J said loudly as he sat down and winked at Fan Mang, brother, do you understand what I mean?

Z is also starting to be curious about J, the two people recommended by K, an unemployed young man is actually more powerful than those soldier kings, so what about this super policeman?

"Let's go!"

J slammed into his strength, and he didn't want to lose in less than a second. But he found that no matter how hard he tried, Fan's arm didn't seem to move.

The two held each other for almost ten seconds, and when he saw Fan Mang's eyes, he immediately took the initiative to let go: "Forget it, it's a draw again." ”

He had no doubt that if Fan Mang had used his strength just now, he would have been defeated as miserably as those soldier kings, but who made them brothers?

Z looked at Fan Mang, and then looked back at a glass, the two people you chose don't seem to be easy to manage, who are you going to eliminate in the end, is it this chattering policeman, or an unemployed young man with extremely strong physical fitness?

"Let's test your speed, bounce, endurance, climbing, etc., you're all right?"

There is actually a big stadium underground, eight people are exactly eight lanes, in terms of sprinting, the rest of the people are not much different, but Fan Mang is more than five meters ahead of the second place.

Z looked at the data, and the 100 meters were close to ten seconds. The others are about eleven seconds, and they are already very good.

The high jump is again at the level of athletes, a big cut ahead of others. In terms of endurance, it is a 10,000-meter weight-bearing run, and these soldiers are gearing up one by one, which is trivial for them, and they can finally suppress the unemployed young man.

It's a pity that from the beginning to the end, Fan Mang was far ahead, and it seemed that the speed had not changed, but many of them had their rhythm disrupted, allowing J to pick up the cheap and become second.

"Hey, are those really the kings of soldiers? Not impersonated? Such a person can only do civilian work when he comes to our New York Police Department. J sat next to Fan Mang and deliberately said it loudly.

Originally, he was to accompany Fan Mang to the interview, but now he has to compete with those soldier kings and let them know that the soldier king is nothing more than that!

"Who knows, anyway, I think they're pretty average, and it's estimated that they'll be eliminated soon." Fan Mang is very satisfied with his physical fitness test, LV2 is a cow, comprehensively crushing those soldier kings.

However, this result does not seem to be enough compared to aliens.

"Well, the next item, the shooting test. You all use pistols, right? Then come with me, and you're going to destroy some monsters in a moment. Z looked at the test results, and Fan Mang, who he was most unoptimistic about, was actually the first in all aspects.

Fan Mang took a deep breath, this is his weakest link, and it is estimated that his results will be at the bottom. Fortunately, he should be able to get high scores in the written test and physical fitness test.

"Shooting? Hahaha, I'm the NYPD shooting champion, and they lost. J looked at the others with a defiant look, I want to see how good you soldiers are.

The other six soldiers all sneered, they are all kings of soldiers, will they not shoot as well as a small policeman? The bullets they have fired are larger than the annual consumption of many police stations!

Especially Captain Gordon, as a special sniper, is not only a sniper rifle, but a sharpshooter like a pistol, and this time he can finally teach those two a lesson.

Standing in front of a large gate with eight pistols on the table in front of him, the door opened, and everyone quickly picked up the pistols, Fan Mang was the last.

Through the faint light, everyone saw some monsters in front of them. Some had several eyes, some had many tentacles, but they only hesitated for a second, and everyone started shooting rapidly, only Fan Mang and J didn't shoot.

J was observing the situation in front of him and making a basic judgment, while Fan Mang opened his personal information the moment he got the pistol.

FAN Mang,

Gender: Male,

Level: 2,

Health: 76,

Spiritual: 2.1,

Strength: 2.1,

Speed: 2.1,

Special Abilities: None,

Weapons: Pistol M9, proficiency 0, no pistol at all.

Free attribute point 3

After adding one attribute point to the back of the pistol, Fan Mang quickly added all the other two points, and the evaluation became that the pistol was proficient in LV3, and his confidence also came.